| Dark Poetry #4 |
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The Nights on Robson St |
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IntoTheRain Member
since 2006-01-29
Posts 51Westwood, CA |
I collect my thoughts As the puddle draws in The rain during a storm But the passing wind distorts the surface So that your footsteps And the meaning of your direction Are lost to me Even as the surface calms I find I cannot forget you |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent write...so much enjoyed. Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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